Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline Rush

Get the up, motherfucker

Hey yo, i step up on the bar
everybody hits the floor
lucky motherfuckers make it to the

cause i spit on the mics, i spit raw
cause confusion, from the bar to the dance floor

i the club on the vex
cause he got a penny when i and replace a lot of shit
niggas get the
when my words, echo the room like "Get yo outta my pocket"
you shit, when my topics rockin
im banned from clubs cause of my toxic
loud, speakin like a sports announcer
i the blah hah, till you rush the bouncer
or rush the in your way whos bouncin
you know obie trice, keeps gats pronouncin

Get live motherfucka, when i motherfucka
out ya mothafucka, out my reach mothafucka
records till i sleep mothafucka
obie trice, nothin but mothafucka
tear this bitch up, until you bleed
i wouldnt give a fuck who you be
punk, pussy, or g mothafucka
adrenaline rush before you leave

i speak, i blow out ya tweeters, im dark
show out in speakers, out with heaters
im an animal, eatin the game
jungle monkey, yah obies the name
i roll solo, never a holdo
keep fo fo, when cats act loco
where you at when im a crowd
you get trampled, on, detroit style
up out ya seats, out the ease
off the beats, the crowd obie
where my niggas at smokin them
off the cogniac, fuckin a sleeze
thats how it is you party with me
you dont like it, you l seven a square beat

Get live motherfucka, when i motherfucka
out ya seat mothafucka, out my mothafucka
shady till i sleep mothafucka
obie trice, nothin but mothafucka
tear bitch up, until you bleed mothafucka
i wouldnt a fuck who you be mothafucka
punk, pussy, bitch or g
adrenaline before you leave mothafucka

since i came, i rearranged the place with blaze
stage with coke ceivers, dna
im so to gettin niggas lifted
off of liquid
obie trice, the
doucin the crowd with and brows
we underground mothafucka, fix frowns
i be the boy with the whiskey
off of wiskey, youve never been this deep
so, up ya hands and peep out yo mans
i come through, next quarter
trice the fiends use
and trust, im it
i cook up the hot like ainslee havin it
thats why im so
and gets you niggas pumped up
i see you next collisiem
thats right, you to obie trice fucked up
of ease, drunk,

Get live motherfucka, i speak motherfucka
out ya seat mothafucka, out my reach
shady records i sleep mothafucka
trice, nothin but street mothafucka
tear bitch up, until you bleed mothafucka
i wouldnt give a who you be mothafucka
punk, pussy, or g mothafucka
adrenaline before you leave mothafucka